"Maybe it's because my father and my second brother's biological mother, Mrs. Shen, are both infatuated, if it weren't for his biological mother who had no intention of being in charge of the palace, where would it be my mother's turn to be the head of the house? Second sister-in-law, although in my eyes, my father does not treat Mrs. Shen very well, but in your life, don't you think it's beautiful to meet someone who you are willing to protect for your life? It's like it's written in a book, it doesn't matter what power and identity, if you fall in love with that person, you will only have him in your eyes, how good is that. When the fourth lady said this, there was longing in her eyes.

"You believe the stories in the book? What if your mother chooses a husband for you and you don't like it? A marriage contract, the order of the parents, two people who have never known each other in their lives will visit the church to get married. Before the visit, they didn't know each other's appearances, preferences, or even what had happened to each other's past...... What chance do you think there is in such a situation that they happen to be people who will love each other? ”

This is the story of Furong, and it is also the story that happens every day in this Dayue country.

Under the marriage contract one by one, it is a good match, and it is an ulterior motive, so it doesn't matter whether the two are in love or not, and whether they have something to talk about.

It's a lifetime, only a lifetime, but thousands of men and women have come over like this, even if Fleur is unwilling, she still has to accept everything like this.

Although Miss Four's idea is ridiculous, she is very envious of people like Miss Four, after all, she can't be such a person.

"Before I get married, I must first know my future husband, if I can't get along, I'd rather be alone in the palace than get married. In my opinion, there is nothing to be afraid of being lonely, I have lived alone for more than ten years, and I will live alone in the days to come, so what's the difference? Anyway, I don't care what people say, and they don't dare to say anything about me. Look at my second brother, he has been to many places since he was a child, he has seen the scenery of the northern country, the mountains and rivers of the south of the Yangtze River, and he has seen many interesting people and careers. As a woman, I don't have such a good life, and I see these faces in the house every day. If I still can't get married in a few years, I guess my mother won't have the heart to care about me much at that time, and then I will definitely have to travel the world well, and this life will not be in vain. ”

In fact, before coming to see Furong, the fourth lady didn't plan to dig out her heart and lungs like this.

But somehow, after coming here to talk for some time, she couldn't stop talking about the thoughts in her heart, as if Fleur was really her own sister.

The fourth lady and Fleur had a very happy conversation, and the two chatted for a long time, and she didn't want to leave.

At this moment, the fourth lady was giving advice to Furong and analyzing to her why the prince would not be tempted by her, and Huan'er's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"The prince is here, and the slave and maid greet the prince."

Huan'er has been standing at the door for a long time, and when she heard the cheerful conversation inside, she didn't want to go in and disturb her, so she stood guard outside the door.

Who knows, at this moment, Zhao Ruan suddenly walked over from a distance.

She knew that the prince had always misunderstood her own young lady, so she was afraid that the prince would misunderstand something this time, so she hurriedly shouted for peace, for fear that the people in the house would not hear.

"I'm coming, what are you shouting? Could it be that your princess is doing something unseemly, for fear of being bumped into by this king? ”

Zhao Ru'an was just passing by, and he didn't plan to go in to see Furong, but Huan'er's shout made him suspicious.

Thinking of the day when Furong squatted in front of the eldest son, her eyes were like autumn waves, and she looked affectionate, Zhao Ruan pushed open the door of the bedroom.